meri maa-

-he  was  sitting  facing  the  wall, he  heard  the  lock  open  to  his  cell, a  rough  voice  full of  hatred  called  him to  get  up  to  meet  the  visitor  , he  thought  it  must  be  his  wife  mona  and  how  will he  confront  her, he  kept  sitting  but  the  rough voice  had  even  harsher  methods  to  pull him up  with his  collars  and  drag  him to  a  standing  position, it  was  not  mona  but  his  mother, who  was  so  tearful  to  see  her  only  son  umar  behind  the  bars  in such  filthy inhuman  condition surrounded  with  other  criminals